FIRE! (Or I guess not)

Originally this was going to be about a Vlogbrothers joke, but I decided this was going to be a post where I just start typing and see where it goes.
You might have noticed that I do this a lot.
This post, I've decided, will come in 4 Parts.
Part 1: Show Her the Strength of Your Love
Just a lesson for you boy, (I'd say plural, but Mac is the only boy who reads this), giving a girl a diamond necklace from a store that is selling it for 5X what it's worth shows her the strength of your love. So this Christmas, instead of making her a gift even though that's what she obviously wants (I have decided that I like homemade gifts more then others when they come from friends. Lexi and Cami know this.) she will truly know how much you love her. Because the only thing that will make a girl love you. Okay, I honestly think that guys shouldn't rely so much on Jewelry. Because girls (like me) don't think Jewelry makes a difference in a relationship because people don't need to put thought into jewelry, but thought is required to make a gift. So there! (I'm watching TV. It was a commercial) (also know most wives don't want watches either.)

Part 3: InnerBanter (This is the new Official Title)
Hey! Long time no talk!
Yeah, like, three days.
Hey, it was a long three days.
Not really. Anyway, we all know what you want to talk about.
I'm sorry, I'm not catching on.
Your party tomorrow.
Right. Roller skating. FUN FUN FUN!!
And what do you plan on doing?
Dressing all old like I'm a skater.
Part 4: Talking All Sophisticated-like
I wrote a song called Songbird (Mute). Sample lyrics: Just keep running; faster every time; maybe they'll never catch you; but you know they'll keep trying. But I wrote it a while ago in sixth grade when I was often ignored. But I finally put ti to a chord progression (an easy, simple one as I'm not a master songwriter yet.) But I thought that I might explain something. It's hard to be a kid. And, heck yeah, it's hard to be an adult and a teen and an old person (Sory fire alarm went off (Look at next part)). But anyway, being a kid is hard because NO ONE TAKES YOU SERIOUSLY.
Part 5: FIRE ALARMS!
My dad, being the brilliant person he is (well, usually he's all smart and stuff but this was a mistake), started a fire in our fireplace without opening the chimney so the alarm went off. So I ran out the back door IN MY SOCKS, THROUGH THE SNOW around to the front of the house. My I say I was sufficiently freezing. ANYWAY BYE!

Forever and Always
Rex

(WOULD FINISH PART 5 but my computer is five minutes from dieing)